SHE MISSES HIM
I
am pretty certain that not many would have come across this song
because it is a low profile country song. But it is a brilliant,
brilliant song that I love so so much.
It
reminds me a lot about my grandfather, whom I dearly love. The lyrics
describe my grandmother and my grandfather, especially during the period
when my grandfather was very ill. My grandpa suffered from stroke a
couple of times and had Alzheimer due to old age and the last few years
of his life, he was somewhat blurred with stuff that is going on. I
don't really know what is on his mind then, but I just wish I knew. The
last few months before his passing away, he was stricken with blood
cancer and all I knew is that he still had to suffer during those last
few months of his life.
And this song I think just describes how all of us feel about this man, whom I call my grandfather, my father's dad...
Tim Rushlow - She Misses Him
She shaves his face
She combs his hair
She helps him find his rocking chair
She cooks his meals
She wipes his mouth
And the window that he's looking out
She reads him books
She speaks his name
Oh every day is much the same
She sighs that sigh from deep within
The one that says
She misses him
She misses his gentle touch
And the way he used to make her laugh
She misses the man he was
In all of those old photographs
So strong, so kind, so sweet, so smart
The man who stole her very heart
She misses him
His children come on Saturday
Their at his feet
His grandkids play
It's sad they don't know him at all
He's just the one they call grandpa
They take out his trash
They mow his lawn
Things he can't do since he's been gone
She's grateful that they're pitching in
And like everyone
She misses him
She misses his gentle touch
And the way he used to make her laugh
She misses the man he was
In all of those old photographs
So strong, so kind, so sweet, so smart
The man who stole her very heart
She misses him
And yes they're still together
After all these years
But sometimes you can almost feel
The sadness in her tears
My
grandpa was a really kind and responsible man. I've heard my parents
talked about how great and nice my grandpa was, how he sacrifice and
worked hard to raise his children and provide for his family. I think in
many ways my dad had inherited this quality from my grandpa. Grandma
told us that they were poor but very very happy at that time. I think as
much as I want to say I know how that feels, I don't think I know. I
mean, I'm happy now but I never really been in extreme poverty where I
had to starve or anything and I think in many ways, I've never had to
feel how it's like to have nothing and everything. But then again, I'm
not super rich so I do know how to feel contented.
Anyway
the first verse of the song has given a similar picture of how my
grandma spent her time with my grandpa for the past few years before his
death. My grandma cooks for him, well basically attending to his every
needs.
The
chorus basically reminds me of who my grandpa is and will always be to
me and I believe, to all of us who had loved him so dearly.
His children come on Saturday
My
siblings and I are probably the closest to our grandpa since when we
were young, we see grandpa everyday (he used to help out with our family
laundry business). He drove us to school and all. I can say, that was
perhaps the best days of our lives...we were young, we were happy...all I
had to think about is school and how to not do homework...grandpa was
there with us. He loves us and buys us stuffs and toys and takes us
places. Those were really the good old days. It seems really surreal to
me now that those are just childhood memories that I'll never relive. As
much as I love being a young adult, I guess I kinda hate the
responsibilities that come with being an adult (who doesn't?) and I so
wish that I could just go back to those days where I can hang out with
grandpa.
One
of two of my cousins however didn't really got the chance to know my
grandpa like we do. Mainly because they were still very young. I guess
some of them will just remember grandpa as he is in the hospital...For
us older ones, we'll remember him as a great grandpa...a man who I love
so dearly. For my father and aunts, they'll see grandpa as a great
father and for my grandmother, a man she had loved all her life. But
whatever it is, my grandpa is a great man. Is...because he still is,
wherever he is now.
It
still seems like it's just yesterday my grandpa left us because he is
still so firmly in my memory. I still constantly think about him. I even
had a couple of dreams about him.
I suddenly thought about him and also this song because come March will be the "Qing Bing" festival (a Chinese festival where we sort of like pray for the dead or something) and my mum was telling me about visiting grandpa and all.
If
you miss your grandpa just like I do, you'll definitely love this song
even more because you'll be able to feel the song personally. But if you
still have your grandpa or in fact, anyone you love dearly, treasure
them....
So here's me presenting to you Tim Rushlow and his touching song.
Grandpa sings too you know
Here's my grandpa saying hi
With LotSa Lurve,
TammyC
We miss him
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